Fleeing

The strongest power began to spread throughout the ancient boat, and the fisherman sitting on the boat stood up directly.

"Let's go!"

The voice of the old man with goat horns was deep.

Glancing back, taking another look at the people below, Jian Wushuang withdrew his gaze.

This place would soon become ruins, and even the entire Liuzhou would be engulfed.

Boom!

The void shattered, and the power erupting from the ancient boat made the surrounding mountain ranges tremble.

When the people below looked up in confusion, the ancient boat was still in place, but Jian Wushuang and the old man with goat horns were actually millions of miles away.

This speed had exceeded the limits of space, even challenging the tier 6 Emperor.

It was beyond ordinary comprehension.

However, the old man with sheep horns still felt pressure, emanating from within the city of Sharuo.